Cherry Vanilla

"Mary visits her favorite client, who has a taste for the sweeter things in life..."

I was feeling anxious as I knocked on Ryan’s door. Of all my clients, Ryan was my favorite. It wasn’t because he was younger or more handsome than the others. It was because of how different he was. Ryan wasn’t like any of the other clients. He didn’t invite me over, fuck me, pay me, and then kick me out. He treated me like an actual person and not just some sex doll. But what makes him really different? His fetish. Ryan had a thing for desserts. He specifically enjoyed ice cream. I could never figure out why. I never liked to ask those kinds of questions, because it was really none of my business. It still had me curious.

Ryan answered the door. He didn’t say a word. He just motioned for me to come in. Ryan was always dressed nicely. He wore the same white dress shirt and black pants every time. Just another thing to add to the list of things I love about him.

“Can I get you a drink, Mary?” Ryan asked like he always did.

“Sure,” I replied as I sat down.

He poured me a glass of wine and watched me drink it. I finished it quickly, because I knew Ryan was ready. He walked over and picked up the glass.

“Are you ready?” Ryan asked as he set the wine glass on the counter.

“Where do you want me?” I asked softly.

“Take off your clothes first,” he said as he walked to his freezer.

I did as I was told. As I stripped, Ryan pulled out his favorite ice cream.

“Once you strip, lay back on the table,” he demanded as he removed the lid from the ice cream.

I was fully naked and I laid back on the table slowly. I looked up and saw Ryan walking towards me with the ice cream in one hand and a scooper in the other. He gave a tiny smile as he looked at me. I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Spread them,” he whispered motioning to my legs.

I spread them wide open exposing my pussy to Ryan. He licked his lips.

“This might be cold,” he said.

He then placed the ice cream between my legs. I couldn’t help but giggle since it was cold. Ryan then took the scooper and dipped it into the ice cream.

“What flavor do we have tonight?” I asked.

Ryan walked over with the scoop of ice cream. He moved it slowly to my mouth. “Stick your tongue out and guess,” he said.

I licked it slowly. “Vanilla?” I guessed.

“Cherry Vanilla, but you were close,” Ryan said softly.

He then placed the scooper with the ice cream on my neck and slowly moved it down. I felt the cold rush down my body all the way to my stomach. That was where he stopped. He dropped the ice cream right in the middle of my stomach. I couldn’t help but breath heavily, because the feeling was just too cold. Ryan then moved to the side of me and removed his shirt. He then climbed on the table and got on top of me. He went straight for the ice cream that was resting on my stomach. He licked it up slowly. The feeling was always fantastic. To have his tongue move on my skin was unbelievable. He licked until there wasn’t a single bit left.

He sat up and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

I could taste the Cherry Vanilla. Ryan got another scoop of ice cream. This time he took a bite for himself. He moved his mouth toward mine and kissed me deeply. I could feel him dropping the ice cream in my mouth.

“Good?” he asked.

“Delicious,” I replied.

“I’d like to try something new,” he said.

He moved his hand down to my cunt and rubbed slowly. He then got up and grabbed the ice cream. This time he stuck his first two fingers in. As he pulled them out, I could see they were dripping with the Cherry Vanilla. Ryan moved them down back to my pussy. He then stuck them in slowly.

“Fuck!” I moaned.

The feeling was so great, but also so cold. He moved his fingers in and out quickly.

“That’s fucking cold,” I whispered.

Ryan moved his fingers faster and faster. He suddenly stopped and picked up the ice cream.

“It’s melting,” he said smiling.

“Probably because it is so hot in here,” I replied softly.

He scooped up some of the melted ice cream and dripped it on my pussy. He wasted no time licking it up. Ryan placed his tongue ever so gently on my cunt. He began licking like a child licks an ice cream cone.

“Oh, shit Ryan!” I moaned out loud.

“Delicious!” he yelled.

Ryan then rolled me over and pulled my ass towards him. I heard him unbuckle his belt and throw his pants on the ground. Without any warning, his cock entered my ass. The sweet flavor of ice cream turned Ryan on. He was just as horny as I was at this point. He pounded me so hard. I could hear his thighs hitting my ass cheeks.

“Harder,” I demanded.

Ryan grabbed hair and pulled until I looked back at him. He loved to look me in the eyes. Maybe he liked seeing the enjoyment in my face? His thrusts got slower which made me think he was about to cum.

“Not yet,” he whispered.

Ryan stood up and motioned for me to do the same. He picked the ice cream which was almost all warm and melted. He stuck his hand in. He then smeared the ice cream all over his cock.

“Hurry, it is very fucking cold,” he said.

I dropped to my knees and wrapped my lips around his cold, yet still somehow hard, cock. I blew him like I’ve never blown him before. I went slowly at first, but then I moved faster. I could hear Ryan breathing heavier. He was almost there. As I blew him, I decided to finger myself and try to get off as well.

“I’m going to cum,” Ryan said.

I moved my face in front of his cock, thinking that was where he wanted it. Instead, he came inside of the carton of ice cream. I knew what was coming next. Ryan placed the ice cream on the table along with a spoon.

“Your dessert,” he said.

I sat at the table and ate the melted ice cream. Ryan watched as I ate every bite. He enjoyed watching me swallow his cum.

“Did you cream yourself?” he asked.

I licked my lips and smiled. “Literally.”